What was your “I Need to Get Out of Here ASAP” moment?

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I worked at OfficeMax in my late teens. One night I was closing, and manning the register. Some dude came in the store…hat low, shades on. He bought some gum and asked what time the store was closing. Mind you, the hours are on the front door :hmm:

I already knew what time it was…for the next 10 min I tried to convince the CAC bitch manager that we were gonna get robbed.

“Stop being silly”. :hmm:
I Texted my GF and convinced her to call the store with an emergency (she said our apartment was on fire lol).
“Oh my god. Clock out and go home!”
I got the hell outta there with about 20 min to spare.
The next day some of my coworkers hit me up taking about the place got robbed at gunpoint. Outside of the manager, everyone else who worked that night wound up quitting. Last I heard, the CAC manager is still employed at OfficeMax/Depot :smh:
 
As a kid, the house next door to us caught fire.

Just me and my siblings home, I saw smoke coming into our house. (North Philly row home)

I got them the fuck up out of there ASAP. As the oldest, it was my duty to protect.

Fortunately, it was a small fire and was put out quickly by the fire department.

Nothing more than some mild smoke in our house.
 
In Highschool I was Djing a house party in East Camden. A group of about 10 dudes was screaming outside for some nigga to go outside or they were coming in. Well they came in and shot dude in the throat. I left all my equipment there and ran out the back of the house.
 
In my teens, worked at Pathmark in Brooklyn. A bunch of us went to a dancehall party on Nostrand and Eastern Pkwy one weekend.
I walk around the hall, was a day care center by day I think. The back door was chained.

Middle of the night music playing, juice flowing. This guy as I walked by the entrance door, I could hear yelling at security. They were saying only allowing entry, no going out and coming back in. If he had to come back in, he had to pay again.

Dude said, if I come back here and you don't let me in, party getting shut down tonite.

So I went to tell my friends uhh we should all move to the back side wall away from the door.

Hour or so later, dude came back shot up the security. Think one died and other shot in his legs.

From then, I always check exit doors in a club or building like that where there's a crowd.

We all crouched behind some chairs and tables they had packed up on that back wall and made it thru. But I learned that day.
 
One of my classmates ended up beating up some dude at a club. We was telling him he needed to dip. Most of us did and ended up going to another spot. He didn't.





The dude he beat up came back in and shot up thr place, hit my classmate and like 3 other people. Killed 1 or 2. His gun ended up jamming so people in the spot ended up beating him so bad he died in the club.
 
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To manyyyy to name.. but one incident happened within 3 yrs.. let’s just say big block party .mad broads, food, drinks, etc everybody chilling having a good time.. a friend had recently had a baby but didn’t get to have a baby shower due to Covid.. so some of us was gonna surprised ole boy with money and bottles of liqs.. so we was supposed to celebrate this at a specific time.. 5 mins b4 we were gonna celebrate this me and a few friends moved from a specific spot.. literally 2-3 mins later we heard pops.. at first we thought it was fireworks, than you just saw the crowd running crazy, people literally running our way and my forearm was laying people down.. we burned it from area.. come to find out later the exact area we moved from was where them shots ringed off at..multiple people got hit literally at the spot we would’ve been at if we didn’t move to celebrate our peoples newborn
 
To manyyyy to name.. but one incident happened within 3 yrs.. let’s just say big block party .mad broads, food, drinks, etc everybody chilling having a good time.. a friend had recently had a baby but didn’t get to have a baby shower due to Covid.. so some of us was gonna surprised ole boy with money and bottles of liqs.. so we was supposed to celebrate this at a specific time.. 5 mins b4 we were gonna celebrate this me and a few friends moved from a specific spot.. literally 2-3 mins later we heard pops.. at first we thought it was fireworks, than you just saw the crowd running crazy, people literally running our way and my forearm was laying people down.. we burned it from area.. come to find out later the exact area we moved from was where them shots ringed off at..multiple people got hit literally at the spot we would’ve been at if we didn’t move to celebrate our peoples newborn
The baby was truly more than one blessing!
 
Too many but most recently before I moved out of the East Bay, I was riding up the block with my best friend talking about how Oakland is slowly deteriorating as far as quality and people goes.

Right after I say this, stupid ass youngsta just start shooting wildly at someone he had a few words with. Like just starts shooting into the street and sidewalk with no regard for passengers and bystanders.
This happened a day before I was set to move and right on my driver side near the Coliseum. Haven't been back to Oakland for more than a couple says since then and only in my hotel.



Another time was when my coworker back in 2011 was planing to shoot and kill the shift lead at UPS in Richmond.
 
Yepppp… like I said I could name a bunch of strange “ blessings” that mysteriously had me move from scenes literally right b4 something popped off.. that’s why I always say there’s lil “signs” that something greater than I is watching over me
It's that 7th Nucca Sense.

Voice telling you, "yeah umm, I'm a get da fook outta here"
 
Fight/brawl broke out after a high school graduation in New Orleans. I told the story on here.

My boy tries to go break it up. I grab his arm and say "You know they bout to start shooting". We turn around and walk away.

Seconds later, shooting starts. A grandmother crossing the street is shot in the head. Killed. She had just watched her grandson graduate.
 
Fuck it another incident within past 3 yrs.. let’s just say we were observing a sporting event.. everybody chilling having fun.. was out there for a few hrs.. last game of day was going to start.. I mysteriously just had a random headache pain that had me feel kinda funny and dizzy.. I was telling my peoples I don’t know what the fuck going on but I need to move from that situation.. my boys saw I was looking irritated and we walked away from sporting event.. as we are walking and I started drinking water and the fresh air started kicking in I started feeling much better.. I literally was like idk wtf that headache was about..out of nowhere we see a few dudes running towards our way and I recognized 1 of their faces as people that was at sporting event.. I was like yoo why ya running all crazy.. they was like yooo that sporting event just got shot up.. my boys looked at me crazy like nig if you didn’t have that weird headache we would’ve been around that shit.. literally those same individuals were around me with the baby shower incident and another incident.. they was like what kinda signals you being getting to always move away from tragedy in the nick of time.. yeah another strange “blessing”
 
Was about 24 and in Target. I was at the checkout lane at the cashier. I heard a pop. Looked up and one lane over was a guy standing at the end of the lane pointing a pistol at the cashier. Pop, Pop....he squeezes off two more shots and she falls. At this point he is literally facing me and I start moving toward the back of the lane, but not before I see him put the gun to his head and squeeze.....but it must have been a dud because all of a sudden his eyes snapped WIDE open like he was shocked he was still alive. By this time I had moved down the lanes toward the lil snack food area and hid in a employee area, just after hearing another pop.

The last pop was him shooting himself again and this time it fired.

Irony: she was his girlfriend and leaving him.....her shots were flesh wounds and she was back at work in a couple of weeks.....his wound was fatal..
 
Fight/brawl broke out after a high school graduation in New Orleans. I told the story on here.

My boy tries to go break it up. I grab his arm and say "You know they bout to start shooting". We turn around and walk away.

Seconds later, shooting starts. A grandmother crossing the street is shot in the head. Killed. She had just watched her grandson graduate.
Yeah, I remember that story. So fucked up!
 
Was on a recruitment trip at Auburn

a couple of the recruits went out with some of the players that nite…
probably the only hoodish type club it had there at the time

we myself and homey drove the guys we took

now remember this high school kids so the age range from (16/18)… no way their asses should’ve been in there. So, no way we letting our boys go unsupervised..

Everyone chilling, getting a feel for the environment/club….

then a fight start, LB Josh Byrnes( now/was on Ravens) punched the fuck outta some dude…

So we like man wtf,

so they closed the club

We chilling outside talking about what we going eat…

the dude that got punched came back with a long as Dirty Harry looking gun… looking for Josh

we said fuck this time to get the fuckkkk

funny part was when the 16yr recruit from Connecticut jumped a huge ass ditch, then was about to hop a fence, trying to get to the interstate…man I think the next morning his family left and went back home (he ended up at Penn State)

it was funny after the fact, but I’m sure that was the deal breaker from Auburn
 
I worked at OfficeMax in my late teens. One night I was closing, and manning the register. Some dude came in the store…hat low, shades on. He bought some gum and asked what time the store was closing. Mind you, the hours are on the front door :hmm:

I already knew what time it was…for the next 10 min I tried to convince the CAC bitch manager that we were gonna get robbed.

“Stop being silly”. :hmm:
I Texted my GF and convinced her to call the store with an emergency (she said our apartment was on fire lol).
“Oh my god. Clock out and go home!”
I got the hell outta there with about 20 min to spare.
The next day some of my coworkers hit me up taking about the place got robbed at gunpoint. Outside of the manager, everyone else who worked that night wound up quitting. Last I heard, the CAC manager is still employed at OfficeMax/Depot :smh:
Damn! That's crazy! I'm surprised they didn't try to accuse you of being in on it because it seemed like you knew it was coming.
 
I went to a bachelor party for my college roommate's friend from home. They've got the neighborhood ho laid out in the back room. Niggas in line to fuck her. My friend asks if I'm gonna take a turn and I say "naw, I'm good". Its New Year's Eve and I'm trying to get back to the crib before midnight so I leave. Next day the bitch yelled rape and everybody at the party got hauled in. A year later I find out she's had a baby (those fools went in her raw) and the guy she fingered had his wife leave him and now he's playin "proud poppa" with that ho! I'm so glad I put that shit in my rear view that night.
 
Damn! That's crazy! I'm surprised they didn't try to accuse you of being in on it because it seemed like you knew it was coming.
I’m pretty sure they did. The manager was some scatterbrained Jew broad who was always suspicious of Black people. Sometimes I mention her at other OfficeMax/Depot stores in the area and they all know who I’m talking about. They hate her ass because she’s still on that bullshit
 
Bruhs, we done been through some shit. So many terrible stories. I'm gonna come from a different angle. Relationship. With my ex at the club and her family, 2 female cousins, and they boyfriends which I didnt know too well. Pretty big club, the girls somehow got into a fight with some bitches on the dance floor. Not exactly sure what happened but anyway they didnt like the way they was being handled by the dozen or so club security guards up in there. Security wasn't on that mickey mouse shit and they were pretty sizable ass niggas, all of 'em. The boyfriends started to get huff with these guard niggas, so I'm like 1 of 3 of them niggas and Im like, bruh, leave security alone, them niggas will quickly fuck us up. 2 of them niggas swing on security, I stand back, they get hemmed up and crunched, pulled out to the drive in the front and mushed into the asphalt then arrested by the police. I'm trying to hold my ex back, she snapping on me cause I was holding her back, and probably a little pissed cause I didn't help, but I'm like bitch this the type of shit you go be on, fighting in the club... light bulb goes off in my head, let this bitch stay your ex. I'm gone, ... them niggas went to lock up, I went to White Castles. Fuck that bitch. She still my dog, but yeah, I decided it was best to end the pursuit of her that night, got me a nice young tender after that, that became my wife and never was on no fight in the club bitch. Niggas went to jail over some shit that wasn't even related to the original issue. The ex wind up being a baby mama, baby daddy was treating her like shit, never married and barely even lived with the dude. They both in different states now. No regrets leaving her behind, but she had some fy ass pussy.
 
Fight/brawl broke out after a high school graduation in New Orleans. I told the story on here.

My boy tries to go break it up. I grab his arm and say "You know they bout to start shooting". We turn around and walk away.

Seconds later, shooting starts. A grandmother crossing the street is shot in the head. Killed. She had just watched her grandson graduate.
wasn't this recently?
 
I went to a bachelor party for my college roommate's friend from home. They've got the neighborhood ho laid out in the back room. Niggas in line to fuck her. My friend asks if I'm gonna take a turn and I say "naw, I'm good". Its New Year's Eve and I'm trying to get back to the crib before midnight so I leave. Next day the bitch yelled rape and everybody at the party got hauled in. A year later I find out she's had a baby (those fools went in her raw) and the guy she fingered had his wife leave him and now he's playin "proud poppa" with that ho! I'm so glad I put that shit in my rear view that night.
good life decision there
 
Back in the 80's, during my softball playing period. We traveled to Plymouth, NC (from NY) to play a few teams down there. We were pretty good and beat they asses easy. Pissed them off. Anyway, we get invited to a house party. Mind you we in a rural area with no sidewalks or street lights. The smell of dead animals. Fucking dark. We show up. Chillin for a few when we hear the sound of a shotgun being readied. You know, that click click sound?! Turn around and all the dudes from the team we beat were there. They wasn't having it (the girls were digging us) and told us to get the fuck out. Yeah, we left no problem and went back to the motel.
 
Back then wasn't that.
And I could never remember if Calallou was on NY or Nostrand. But used to be a day care center and was upstairs. But this was late 80's.
Callaloo was on Nostrand and Eastern Parkway (Downstairs joint). Then later, it moved to Nostrand and Church.

Was it Exctasy?

*Bout to call my big Sis. She remember the name of every spot in BK from the late 70s to the mid 90s. :D
 
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My city is a big bar city. I stayed going to hood bars in my mid 20s. Seen 4 shootings take place over the years. Most were in the bathroom over some money, dice game, drugs type shit. Each time except once, we got the hell outta dodge. One time I was so fucked up, just layed my head on the table and waited for shit to calm down.
 
Callaloo was on Nostrand and Eastern Parkway (Downstairs joint). Then later, it moved to Nostrand and Church.

Was it Exctasy?

*Bout to call my big Sis. She remember the name of every spot in BK from the late 70s to the mid 90s. :D
Was not a club, and was second floor, was a day care center that back then they used to rent it for parties. Entrance was on Eastern Pkwy side. And how we knew it was a day care center is they had all this kiddie stuff on the walls and mini chairs stacked up that we hid behind til the madness stopped.

Callaloo I never went to, always heard it was a sweatbox and I more went to the Attic when Sting was there, Biltmore and on occasion Tilden.
 
Was not a club, and was second floor, was a day care center that back then they used to rent it for parties. Entrance was on Eastern Pkwy side. And how we knew it was a day care center is they had all this kiddie stuff on the walls and mini chairs stacked up that we hid behind til the madness stopped.

Callaloo I never went to, always heard it was a sweatbox and I more went to the Attic when Sting was there, Biltmore and on occasion Tilden.
I hear you.
Biltmore, Love People, and Tilden was the shit back then.

Peace
 
I think i had posted about this a long time ago, when i was at a strip club(name of the place is Bandaids)..

There was this one new dancer(White girlmshe was also going to ASU at the time)who just started working there,she was okay on the stage.I was near the DJ area watching another girl dancing then everyone heard this commotion near the front entrance,turns out her jealous boyfriend(Black dude) came in when she was coming off stage and they started arguing back and forth("Why don't you stay the fuck at home sometime" "I like working here!!",etc)then when he was told to leave he was like"Ok,ok i'm going..oh,and let's see how you like this place AFTER I SHOOT IT THE FUCK UUP!!!!" at that moment the DJ stopped playing the music,and the dancer,the bouncer and a couple of customers were trying to keep him from going to his car,as he had parked right near the entrance..the fire exit door was propped open so everyone,including the other dancers stopped what they were doing and ran out the door(DJ:"Well im out everybody!!!! he yanked his headphones off and dipped :lol: )
 
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